The Camp Fire Girls in the Outside World

aid one morning nearly a week later. She had just put down a big tray of breakfas

nt of view. For if anything but misfortune has followed our footsteps since your father's death I am sure I shou

that it can never down a really valiant spirit, grows weary and leaves it alone. Then the good things have their turn-health, better and more admiring friends, fame, money, love. Whatever the struggle has been made for, if it has been sufficiently

odford without being properly equipped for perhaps the greatest of all the professions-the struggle to conquer disease. Yet somehow Betty had had a clearer vision than can be expected of most girls of her age. In a vague way she had understood that it is oftentimes wiser to make a present sacrifice for some

hing at first. So that several tears sliding down M

ool," she murmured. "Why, I never thought that you would have to turn over your hand even to look after yourself. Until you developed that Camp Fire

gment. Think, if you might have selected either Polly or Esther! Why, then you would be sure to be rich again some day. For one of them would act so marvelously that she would be able to cast laurels at your feet, while the other would sing you back to fortune. But as it is, you will just have to

appreciating what she was doing, so de

with the two musical daughters. I hope one of them won't set her cap for Dick, he loves music so dearly. Then you know the young boy student who was nearly starving when Dick rescued him, and the old Baron who wears a wig, and the half dozen others? But no matter how queer and funny they may be,

ed and devoted herself to

m. I am glad he has been so successful with his music pupils that he is able to give Esther the advantage of studying in New York. I wish you did not hav

more firmly than w

ly happy that Edith Norton's family has moved away so she is to have a room with us. I am kind of lonely without Polly and Esther, and somehow Edith,"--Betty broke o

she next picked up the b

e could not bear living anywhere except with us and that she had enough of father's money stored away in bank not to need any more. But we could not have had her work without pay." Betty kissed her mother lightly

Betty. You may move into it yourself some day if you lik

though it were a kind of Bluebeard's Chamber of Horrors. Yet I don't suppose you would put me in it if I were likely to have

ly were to be at home for the Christmas holidays. They both wanted to come, she thought. But Esther was not sure of being able to afford it and Polly was uncertain of whether she wished to stay in her stepfather's house at a time when her stepbrother, Frank Whar

angerously. "What in the world are you doing in the house at this hour, Anthony Graham? You frightened me

rought up with such a different class of people that he was unable to understand sarcasm or pretense of any kind. Whatever one said he accepted in exactly the words in which it was spoken. And Betty and her friends had always been accustomed to joking with one

myself. I have plenty of t

more firmly to the tray,

s, his lack of education and family advantages. Really Anthony had never been taught even the common civilities of life and had to trust to a kind of instinct, even in knowing when to take off his hat, when to shake hands, how to enter or leave a room. And he understood keenly enough his own limitations. Yet the change in Betty's attitude had hurt him, even though he acknowledged to himself his failure to deserve even her orig

ge of the young man's head as he moved off down the hall suggested that he

e never confided to me. Perhaps I shall move in and find out for myself what it is. I will if there is a chance of my friends, Esther Crippen and Polly O'Neill, coming home for the holidays. For it is so big that we could stay in it together. And perhaps Mrs. O

er companion's face did not suggest tha